The waist pouch made of the skin of an unknown creature feels warm and moist when held in the hand.
It is only twenty centimeters long, and the surface of Wizard Harry's eye sac is worn to a shiny surface. It seems that this waist bag is not only carried by Wizard Harry, but also used frequently.
After examining the appearance of the waist bag, Raymond approached the table and carefully opened the waist bag and dumped out all the contents.
Wow…
The leather waist bag was shaking, and some magic crystal cards fell out from it first.
Several potion bottles of different colors also rolled out.
Finally, there are a few thin pieces of paper and three small beads.
After shaking for a few more times, Raymond saw that everything in the waist bag had poured out. He squeezed the waist bag again to make sure there was nothing in it, and then he threw the delicate waist bag aside and started to check it.
objects on the table.
Soon Raymond, who was surprised and delighted, burst into laughter.
Twenty-three magic crystal cards are all extracted from high-level magic stones, and their value is equivalent to 2.3 million low-level magic stones!
The six bottles of medicine include powerful hemostatic ointment and intermediate tranquility medicine.
The three thumb-sized beads are the core of the expensive magic crystal marrow. They are rare materials that can only be produced in large-scale magic crystal mines. Each one is worth more than 300,000 magic stones.
Two IOUs and a list of unknown uses.
After carefully looking at the two IOUs worth more than 100,000 magic stones, Raymond frowned.
Both were signed by a goblin tribe north of Hongze Wetland. The unique signature and content on them mean that these two IOUs can be transferred.
There was still more than a month to collect the IOU, which made Raymond hesitate, but in the end he carefully folded the IOU and stuffed it into his pocket.
The last list was written in a special way, and there was no corresponding password table, so it was difficult to crack.
Holding this list up to the light, the paper on which this list is written is extremely luxurious, and there is also a slight fragrance spreading, which smells very good.
"The contents of a paper made of such material must be very important." Silently summarizing, Raymond stuffed this list into his pocket. He was extremely satisfied with what he had gained from Wizard Harry.
Thinking of the humiliation he had received, Raymond was still a little depressed, and he muttered to himself. "Greedy old bastard, let's talk about what happens in a year's time..."
His eyes turned back to the table. Because most of the things had been put away, apart from floating dust, only the slender wooden strips and shallow scratches were left on the clear tabletop. Raymond, who had always been excited and excited,
Only then did I feel that the smell in the room was a bit oppressive.
So Raymond stood up and walked to the window and opened it.
The humid air mixed with moisture was blown into the room by the breeze. Raymond, who was refreshed, focused his eyes on the distant buildings.
The Wizarding Academy, shrouded in mist, has always been so quiet.
The gravel paths between the buildings looked a little hazy under the light pink haze. Raymond, who was standing quietly at the window, gradually became calmer under the breeze.
After a while, Raymond closed the window again and returned to his bedroom.
He sat cross-legged on the bed. Although meditation had almost no effect on Raymond, it was necessary to maintain good habits.
With his eyes closed, Raymond began to memorize the meditation symbols, but soon a faint whisper aroused Raymond's alert.
He opened his eyes wide and looked around all the corners of the bedroom, but there was nothing unusual in the empty room.
With a puzzled look on his face and a frown on his face, Raymond waited for a long time, but the murmuring voice did not appear again, so he closed his eyes and prepared to enter meditation again.
But not long after, this weak murmuring sound echoed again. "Help me... I'm starving to death..."
Raymond's eyes widened in shock, and he immediately jumped out of bed. He quickly leaned down and pulled out the container from under the bed.
The slightly dehydrated green vines still filled the container as they did a few days ago.
Raymond, who frowned, quickly opened the upper cover and stretched out his hand to tear up the pliable vines.
Two small bamboo shoots with four limbs rolled out from the vine that was quickly broken.
Wrinkles appeared on the skin all over his body, and little Nemo's formerly round and bulging belly became sunken.
While Raymond pulled away the vine, little Nemo, who rolled all the way out of the vine and appeared in front of Raymond, also let out a weak curse. "You big bad guy, you can't bully children like this..."
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Little Nemo was lying on the ground in a panic, which surprised Raymond very much.
After reaching out to pick it up, Raymond realized that its weight was wrong.
Immediately he pulled out all the vines in the container and pulled them in front of him. After careful inspection, Raymond found that there were many gaps in the vines, but the stems under the green vines had not been chewed.
trace.
"I can't bite you..." the hungry little Nemo explained feebly. "You're starving to death... Big bad guy, help me..."
Ignoring the sleeping little Ellie, he picked up Little Nemo's Raymond alone, stood up and scanned his bedroom.
Several pots of meditation grass were placed at the head of his bed, and the few maidenhair orchids in the corner only had a few tender leaves emerging.
He brought over the pot of meditation grass that was about to wither, and the little Nemo in his hand was immediately stuffed into the flower pot of the meditation grass by Raymond.
Click, click...
Little Nemo didn't know how much strength he had, but after seeing the Meditation Grass, he pounced on it and started to eat it like a wind and a cloud.
The Meditation Grass, which is more than two feet high, and its thick branches, if rolled into a ball, would be as big as ten Little Nemo.
But little Nemo, who started to gnaw like crazy with hunger, gnawed all the meditation grass in a few minutes.
The shriveled belly became rounder, and little Nemo, who regained his strength, did not even let go of the roots of the meditation grass.
The arm, which looked as thin as a matchstick, quickly dug out the roots of the Meditation Grass from the soil. Little Nemo stuffed these white and tender roots with soil on them.
In the mouth.
The flowerpot the size of a washbasin was quickly dug up by little Nemo, and the scattered soil was thrown out of the flowerpot. Finally, little Nemo, who was finally full, lay on his back at the bottom of the flowerpot, with his hands in his hands.
He stroked his round belly and burped.
After watching Little Nemo finish eating with interest, Raymond reached in, picked it up and threw it on his bed. "Tell me, why are you so hungry?"